November 26: I may not have been a momma's girl growing up, but I was (and still am!) daddy's little angel. I guess that might be because I am the only daughter. Or because I was the first born. Or because I'm just that awesome. ;) Just kidding. I love my dad so much. I am so grateful for my dad. He's the second most important man in my life. (Dad got removed from the #1 spot when Trev came into my life... sorry, Pops.) I don't know a lot of 50 year old custodians who ride bullet bikes, but my dad is one of those guys. He has a great sense of humor, is a kind and patient teacher, is very intelligent about lots of things, taught me how to work hard, loves and accepts my husband (which I thought no man would be good enough for me based on Dad's standards), has always provided the best for his family, came back to the church when I asked him to baptize me when I was eight, will be an awesome grandpa someday (seriously, he loves children), always lends a listening ear and wise advice, and amongst a list of things that could go on for hours, my dad is my hero. I can't imagine life without my dad, and I definitely don't look forward to when that day comes. I love you Dad, and I'm so lucky I get to have you as my dad.
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